Chapter 220 Childhood (1)

"Chen'er, you are six years old, today is your first day in elementary school, come on, where are we measuring?"

The cool and handsome little boy with an expressionless face stands behind the kapok tree unwillingly, letting any gentle woman play with him.

"Ah, it's 120 centimeters. When Chen'er grows up, he will definitely be a tall and straight handsome man. Let's leave a mark, but we can't draw too deep, otherwise it will hurt the kapok tree..."

The voice of a woman seems to have not changed much in the past few decades, it is always so soft and comfortable, making people feel like a spring breeze.

After several years, when the boy was ten years old, he was unwilling to do such childish things again, so there were only four shallow marks on the kapok tree.

The past is like smoke, and the time flies by. In the blink of an eye, it has been decades. Mu Jinchen doesn't know when others started to remember things, but he can remember clearly almost everything that happened since he was five or six years old, including, That man, his elder sister quarreled with his father, those nights when his elder sister secretly wiped her tears in front of the dim wall lamp... many, many, he remembered them clearly.

With his current ability, he could have found out many things, but he didn't do anything. He kept trying to be the best version of himself, fighting in the deceitful shopping mall with the most sophisticated attitude, but looked at this flashy world with cold eyes. Free from the world of mortals.

It wasn't until the appearance of Jing Wushuang that he had the idea of ​​being a simple and happy ordinary man. Therefore, he was even less willing to touch those things, let alone search for them.

Thinking this way, he entered the villa without knowing it, and looked around the first floor, but there was no sign of the two women.

Some warm voices were faintly heard from upstairs, so he walked towards the stairs.

"Sister, you can see that he has always had a straight face since he was a child, and his temperament has been so cold since he was a child, just like a little adult."

"Yeah, he didn't like to talk since he was a child, and he didn't have many expressions. When he was a child, I was very worried that he might not be fully developed."

"Then it was hard for you to take him?"

"No, he is much easier to take care of than Hao'er, he is simply an angel baby, I hardly need to worry about it, Hao'er is the only one who makes trouble, he is simply a devil in disguise."

Mu Zhilan and Jing Wushuang laughed and flipped through someone's childhood photos. For a moment, the simple and cold suite was full of warmth.

Mu Jinchen's walking steps stopped at the door, and he saw two women with similar temperament hugging a photo album, and their demure and beautiful faces were filled with warm smiles, which directly reached Mu Jinchen's heart. From the bottom of Jin Chen's heart, it spread to all four limbs. This is probably the feeling of happiness. The corners of the man's lips were raised up unexpectedly, and he stepped in.

"When two beautiful and generous ladies are discussing someone in my room, shouldn't they care whether the person is there?"

The two beautiful and generous ladies looked up at the same time, and it was the protagonist of their discussion that caught their eyes.

"How did you come?"

When the little woman saw him coming, the surprised look with her eyebrows curved was obviously pleasing him.

Dingding looked at her, and asked back, "My own room, can't I come?"

"Chen'er can't trust her sister, so don't worry about Wushuang, or can't she just part with her for a while?"

Thinking that Mu Jinchen couldn't wait to follow, Mu Zhilan said jokingly with a smile on his lips.

"Nothing."